mists of superstition, kindles the flames of art, and pours happiness into the laps of the people.  Those men started out boldly upon the ocean; they paused not until they dipped the fringes of their banners in the waters of the western seas.  They built up this great metropolis.  They bore their full share in building up this great nation and in planting in it their pure principles.  They builded even better than they knew.

In the past year I think our people have been more inclined than ever before to pause and contemplate how big with events is the history of this land.  It was developed by people who believed not in the “divine right of kings,” but in the divine right of human liberty.  If we may judge the future progress of this land by its progress in the past, it does not require that one should be endowed with prophetic vision to predict that in the near future this young but giant Republic will dominate the policy of the world.  America was not born amidst the mysteries of barbaric ages; and it is about the only nation which knows its own birthday.  Woven of the stoutest fibres of other lands, nurtured by a commingling of the best blood of other races, America has now cast off the swaddling-clothes of infancy, and stands forth erect, clothed in robes of majesty and power, in which the God who made her intends that she shall henceforth tread the earth; and to-day she may be seen moving down the great highways of history, teaching by example; moving at the head of the procession of the world’s events; marching in the van of civilized and christianized liberty, her manifest destiny to light the torch of liberty till it illumines the entire pathway of the world, and till human freedom and human rights become the common heritage of mankind. [Applause.]

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TRIBUTE TO GENERAL GRANT

     [Speech of Horace Porter at the banquet of the Army of the
     Tennessee, upon the occasion of the inauguration of the Grant
     Equestrian Statue in Chicago, October 8, 1891.]

MR. CHAIRMAN:—­When a man from the armies of the East finds himself in the presence of men of the armies of the West, he feels that he cannot strike their gait.  He can only look at them wistfully and say, in the words of Charles II, “I always admired virtue, but I never could imitate it.” [Laughter.] If I do not in the course of my remarks succeed in seeing each one of you, it will be because the formation of the Army of the Tennessee to-night is like its formation in the field, when it won its matchless victories, the heavy columns in the centre. [An allusion to the large columns in the room.] [Laughter.]